The female soldier looked suspiciously at the soldiers standing behind Sokov. They were all wearing German uniforms, M35 helmets, and MP40 submachine guns or 98K rifles. They all looked like real Germans no matter how they looked.

She asked Sokov carefully: "Are you really the brigade commander of the infantry brigade?"

"Yes, I'm the commander of the Infantry Brigade."

"Is it the German infantry brigade, or the Soviet infantry brigade?"

Sokov was amused by her question: "Of course it was the Soviet infantry brigade. Didn't I just tell you that I am Major Sokov, the commander of the infantry brigade? Why, did you not listen carefully at that time?"

The female soldier murmured: "But the people behind you, including yourself, are all wearing German military uniforms. How do I know if you are your own people or Germans?"

"We wear this outfit for disguise." Sokov said truthfully in order to dispel the other party's doubts as soon as possible: "We must go deep into the enemy's backbone to carry out missions. If we don't wear German uniforms, wouldn't it be discovered by the enemy from afar?"

After saying this, Sokov continued to ask: "You said you are a field hospital of the 18th Infantry Division, but as far as I know, the 18th Infantry Division is affiliated with the 20th Army. Now the troops that the 20th Army broke through the enemy's encirclement are basically concentrated in the Mozayisk area. How could you appear here?"

The female soldier was silent for a while, and then replied: "Our field hospital was disbanded by the Germans during the transfer. Two-thirds of the medical staff and wounded in the hospital were all killed in battle, and now there are only such people left."

"Why are you staying here?" Sokov asked in confusion: "Aren't you worried that these wounded people will fall into the hands of the Germans?"

Hearing Sokov said this, the female soldier explained with a bitter face: "We don't have any medicines. Seeing that many wounded people's wounds have become purulent, they have not been treated. Since this is the case, it is better to be a prisoner of the Germans. Maybe the Germans can still treat our wounded people."

As soon as the female soldier finished speaking, Zhu Kewen, who was beside Sokov, sternly said: "This lesbian, do you know what you are talking about? Let our soldiers give up resistance and be a prisoner of the Germans with peace of mind. This is a defeatist argument, a spy's remark. What's your name? I want to report this to your superiors?"

The female soldier may not have expected Zhu Kewen to suddenly attack him, so he looked at Sokov in surprise, hoping to get the answer he wanted from him.

When Sokov saw the female soldier's gaze at him, he quickly explained to her: "This is Second Lieutenant Zhu Kewen, who is from the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

If it were in the past, the female soldier might be panicked when he learned that Zhu Kewen was from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. But at this moment, she looked dissatisfied with her face, probably because she thought she was trapped behind the enemy and had no hope of escape, so she took a lot of things indifferent. She glanced at Zhu Kewen and said in a contemptuous tone: "Comrade Second Lieutenant, these words are indeed what I said. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can arrest me immediately. Anyway, we are in the siege of the German army, and we can't escape even if we want to."

When the female soldier talked to Zhu Kowen, Sokov thought in his mind that he had watched a movie called "Memphis Beauty". When the US bomber was carrying out a bombing mission, he was injured by German air defense artillery fire. One of the members was seriously injured. At that time, someone on the plane tied him to a stretcher and planned to throw him down directly and make him a prisoner of the Germans so that he could receive timely treatment. The female soldier's thoughts at this moment were probably the same as the crew member who was about to throw the wounded off the plane.

Thinking of this, Sokov said to the female soldier: "This lesbian, you are wrong, you are very wrong. Do you really think that if you fall into the hands of the Germans, the Germans will be merciful and treat our wounded with precious medicine?"

What Sokov said surprised the female soldier. She asked in surprise: "Did the medical staff in the German army forget Socrates' oath and refuse to treat the wounded soldiers of our army?"

"Of course I don't want to." Sokov noticed that the female soldier had fantasies about the Germans, so he said seriously: "These wounded people fell into their hands and could not get any treatment at all. On the contrary, they would be shot by the Germans as soon as possible."

The female soldier was frightened and sweated in a cold sweat. She looked at Sokov and asked excitedly: "Comrade Major, are you saying true? If these wounded people really fall into the hands of the Germans, will they really be shot?"

Sokov didn't say anything, just nodded, indicating that the other party's guess was correct. Once these wounded people fell into the hands of the Germans, it would be a big disaster.

After the female soldier was confirmed, he seemed panicked: "Comrade Major, what should I do? If the Germans really want to kill our wounded people, they must not be allowed to fall into the hands of the Germans. We must find a way to transfer them."

"Leave this to me. My defense zone is not far from here. I will find a way to get the wounded to return to their own territory safely."

"That's great." The female soldier shortened excitedly: "Then I'll go to the head nurse now and tell her the good news."

Seeing the female soldier turn and run away, Sokov gestured to Zubu, signaling him to follow and deal with any problems in time.

"Comrade Major," Zhu Kewen asked Sokov tentatively after watching Zubu's good female soldier go away: "What are you going to do with this field hospital?"

Sokov turned his head and looked at Zhu Kewen, saying, "Our brigade has not been formed for a long time, and we don't even have our own health team, let alone any field hospital. I plan to incorporate this field hospital so that if any soldiers are injured in the battle in the future, they can be treated in time."

After a while, Zubu walked back with the female soldier, and two other female soldiers came with them.

When he came to Sokov, an elderly female soldier raised his hand to salute and said, "Hello, Comrade Major, I am Jenna, an assistant military physician at the Field Hospital of the 18th Infantry Division. The one next to me is the head nurse Vera."

"Hello, Assistant Military Medical Counselor." Sokov shook hands with the other party and asked politely: "I believe you have heard from my subordinates. My defense zone is not far from here. My subordinates and I can escort you to a safe place."

"That's great." Jenna was overjoyed when she heard Sokov say this: "To be honest, we have been in the German encirclement for more than a month. Although we heard from time to time that our army broke through the enemy encirclement at a certain place, due to the burden of the wounded, when we arrived at the place, the gap opened had been re-blocked, and we could only continue to find new breakthroughs."

"Sergeant Zub," Sokov asked Zub: "Are there any enemies nearby?"

"No." Zubu quickly replied: "The soldiers who came out to reconnaissance with me will come back to report to you. I will stay here to monitor. The other soldiers will conduct reconnaissance in several directions. When they came back, they said that no trace of the Germans was found within two or three kilometers around."

Although Sokov didn't understand why there were no Germans in this area, he knew very well that now was the best time to transfer. He turned his head and asked Jenna, "Assistant Military Medical Doctor, you have heard it. There are no traces of the enemy around us for the time being. We should set off immediately and rush back to my defense zone as soon as possible."

After hearing Sokov say this, Jenna, Vera and others hurried back to greet the wounded and prepared for the preparations. Sokov was worried that they would not be able to get busy. He also asked Zhu Kewen to bring a platoon of soldiers to help them.

Unexpectedly, when the wounded saw the German soldiers suddenly appearing beside them, they became nervous. Some of the minor wounded even picked up the guns in their hands and prepared to fight the enemy who rushed up. Fortunately, Jenna saw that the situation was not good, she hurriedly shouted: "Comrades, don't worry, they are not enemies, but our own people, and friendly forces came to pick us up and return to the defense zone."

After hearing Jenna say this, the wounded soldiers put down their weapons and seemed very excited. There were even a few seriously injured people lying on stretchers who even wiped their tears: "Thank God, after staying in the German encirclement for so long, I finally had the opportunity to return to our own defense zone."

When the soldiers of the infantry brigade helped the wounded to transfer, the problem was soon discovered.

Zhu Kewen came over to report to Sokov: "Comrade Brigade Commander, several large trucks transporting seriously injured people, because the field hospital lacks food, they have to slaughter all the horses to eat. Now, there are no animals to pull the cart, what should I do?"

"There is no slow horse pulling a cart, so our soldiers pulling a cart."

Zhu Kewen said with a embarrassed look: "Five or six seriously injured people lie on a big car, it's not easy to pull it up."

"Comrade Lieutenant, tell the soldiers that if they don't pull the cart today, then when they are injured one day, there will probably be no one to pull the cart for them."

Zhukowen was convinced by Sokov's words, and he nodded and said, "Okay, comrade brigade commander, I'll make arrangements now."

Half an hour later, the soldiers of the Special Company escorted the stretchers and carriages of the field hospital and walked slowly towards the defense area of ​​the infantry brigade along the earthen road.

Shortly after departure, Sokov quickly called Zubu and told him: "Comrade Sergeant, go back and tell the soldiers in the defense zone that we are returning to the defense zone and let them identify them, and do not shoot us casually."

Zubu knew very well that the special forces were now wearing German uniforms. If they did not contact in advance, they would rashly reach the edge of the defense zone. After being discovered by the soldiers on the position, they would definitely mistakenly think that it was the Germans coming to attack. If the other party accidentally issued a battle alarm, the two sides might fight, causing unnecessary casualties. However, if someone was sent to contact in advance, misunderstandings could be avoided.

On the way back to the defense zone, Jenna came to Sokov and asked curiously: "Comrade Major, where are you going in your German uniform?"

"I plan to take the troops to attack the enemy's camp." Anyway, the troops are about to return, Sokov has no worries, so he told Jenna truthfully: "Who knew that after searching for a circle, he did not find any trace of the Germans, and he didn't know where they went."

"Yes, it's quite strange." Jenna also said in surprise: "After we came here, we also saw no trace of the enemy. This is really strange."

Sokov began to think in his mind that he led his team for about ten kilometers but did not find any trace of the enemy. What was going on?

The enemy retreated? This is impossible. You should know that the defense areas on the left and right wings of the infantry brigade were attacked fiercely by the German army, which means that the enemy did not retreat at all.

It seems impossible to say that the enemy is afraid and dare not attack his own defense zone. You must know that since the establishment of the infantry brigade, it has only fought two small-scale battles with the Germans. Such a low-intensity battle is not painful or itchy for the Germans, and it is impossible to be afraid at all.

Sokov thought for a long time, but he didn't think of anything, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Jenner also asked from the side: "Comrade Major, how do you plan to place us after we enter your defense zone?"

Sokov did not explain his plans, but asked tentatively: "Assistant military doctor, I wonder how many medical staff there are in your field hospital?"

"Military doctors, I'm the only one left." Jenna said: "There are about fifteen or sixteen other medical staff, all of whom are nurses."

Sokov thought that since they were field hospitals, even if they suffered heavy casualties during the breakout, the lean camel was bigger than a horse, so there must be five or six military doctors. Who knew that after Jenna said this, he learned that there was only one assistant military doctor and more than a dozen nurses in the field hospital, and he felt a little disappointed.

Jenna noticed that Sokov's mood suddenly became depressed. She was stunned at first, then understood the reason for the other party's emotional fluctuations. She quickly said: "Comrade Major, if you want to reorganize the field hospital, it is very simple. You only need to find a group of medical staff and medicines to find the superior."

"I have medicines, there are some." Sokov's words were not bragging. When he discovered the secret arsenal, there were not only a large number of weapons and ammunition, but also a lot of food and medicine. He didn't have to worry about medicine, but where to find suitable medical staff was a headache for Sokov: "But where should medical staff go? You must know that all troops lack medical staff. Even if we apply to our superiors, others may not agree."

"Major, don't worry about this." Jenna saw Sokov's frowning look and hurriedly comforted him: "One is to report to your superiors, ask them to provide you with medical staff and set up a new field hospital; the other is to directly recruit experienced surgeons from hospitals in nearby towns to solve the problem of insufficient military doctors."

Jenna's words made Sokov's thinking suddenly clear: "Yes, if you can't find so many military doctors for a while, you can recruit experienced surgeons from local hospitals to alleviate the shortcomings of military doctors." Thinking of this, he nodded vigorously and said, "When we return to the command center, I will send a telegram to my superiors, asking them to send me the necessary medical staff and strive to build the field hospital of the infantry brigade as soon as possible."

"By the way, Major Comrade." Jenna suddenly asked, "We have known each other for so long. I don't know which army your infantry brigade belongs to?"
Chapter completed!